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I tried to get it atleast over 500 words because, Well, I just got back from the 'LIGHT THE NIGHT' After Walk Party.
Chapter 8: Floo-calls, Kingsley, and 30 minutes
"George, Dear, Angelina is stopping by." Mrs. Weasley told him, looking at the man who had just got his twin back. Fred smiled. Oh, How dear Angie would react!
"When?" George asked, his eyebrows scrunching together. "In thirty minutes." Mrs. Weasley yelled, and George looked at Fred.
"Your wife is gonna flip!" Fred laughed.
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Ron Weasley toke a handful of Floo powder in his hands, while Hugo was busy watching him. "Daddy get burn." Hugo told him and Ron looked back at his son.
"Hugo, Daddy won't get burned because of the powder." Ron told him, before the eager Three year old came running over. "Me throw! Me throw!" He yelled, excitedly and toke the powder out of his Dad's hands.
Hugo stepped forward and tossed it in. "I just like Daddy!" He cried before running back into the library, screaming, 'Moma! Moma! I just like Daddy!'
Ron rolled his eyes, feeling the best pride a father could have in his son. "Potter Residence!" Ron yelled, placing his face in the green flames.
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Mostly everyone in the Potter Family sitting room was suprised when Ron Weasley's face appeared in the flames.
"Ron?" Sirius asked, looking at the boy..no man now. Ron toke a sweep of the room with his eyes, before taking another in disbelief.
"Bloody Hell. More people are back than I thought. Hermione's going to have a field day looking up why this happened." Ron said, looking around again, before staring at Harry.
"Did you hear that Fred is back?" The man with his head in the fire asked Harry, a serious look in his fire lit eyes. "Yes." Harry nodded and Ginny came around the corner. "Ron!" She yelled, before racing toward the fire place.
"Did you hear-" Ginny began. Ron cut her off quickly with a 'Yes.' "Alright, So what do we do?" Ron questioned everyone in the room, except the children, Tonks and Remus, who were contently chatting with there son.
"Well, I suppose We'll have to alert Kingsley, which I'll send a letter, then tomorrow, hopefully for dinner, We'll eat dinner with the Weasleys, and find out what to do from there. They'll probably be sumbitted in St. Mungos for testing, and be tested by Kingsley. Wands might be tested , They'll let news to the public, after that, They'll go on with normal lives, or as normal as life can be after you've been dead for 13 to 30 years." Harry told Ron, everyone in the room.
Mini James looked at his father. "Dad, Do you ever take a breath?" He asked Harry, before Sirius snorted with laughter and James smirked as Lily picked up Little Lily and sat her on her lap. Harry looked back to glare at his son. "Yes, Yes I do James." Harry told him. "Why would he be living if he didn't take in breaths?" Hugo asked, earning a laugh from Teddy who quickly disguised it as a cough.
"Okay. So, I'll relay message to Hermione. I'll owl Mum, You'll owl Kingsley. And speaking of Owls, Teddy! Victoire told me to tell you that your friend, the one who fell in the paint with you and is in hufflepuff-" Ron began before Teddy awnsered, "You mean Tibby?" Ron nodded. "Yeah Tibby, that girl. She sent you an owl."
Teddy nodded. "Tibby's one of your friends name?" Tonks asked. "Yeah. But Her real name is Tabitha. She hates it. Tibby is her name that she wants to go by." Teddy told her and Remus thought how Tonks wanted to be known only by her surname. Only.
"Well, Gotta go. Hugo! No! Rose! Stop! Sorry. Bye! Hugo, Please! Rose!" Ron shouted once more, before dissapearing. "What's this about you falling in paint, Ted?" Remus asked, grinning slightly.
"Oh, Well, Victoire, Roy, Tibby, and I decided to prank some Slytherins. Just to get back at them for saying nasty things about our group. Nothing big. And We painted Slytherjerks on the wall, but as soon as we finished, A slytherin prefect came around the corner and We all, failing to do so, tried to split from the sccene. I ran, and ended up tripping in the bucket of paint, which was huge, pulling Tibby down with me. She pulled Roy and Roy pulled Victoire. We were a paint mess. And then we got detention. But I got points from Flitwick for charming it to blink. So it was alright, I suppose." Teddy told the story, remembering the slimy paint from his second year, which soaked into his shoes and socks.
"Aw. You inherited my clumsiness. Sorry." Tonks said, blushing slightly, her hair changing colors at the same time as the 13 year olds. "It's alright. It's fun I guess." Teddy said.
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Harry walked off from the group, hurrying to his letter stack and pulling out a piece of parchment. Harry dipped the quill in ink before quickly scribbling a letter.
Dear Minister Shacklebolt,
It's me, Harry Potter. Earlier today, around 11 o'clock or so, 6 people from the dead mysteriously came back to earth.
The people who did are: Fred Weasley, Nymphadora Lupin nee Tonks, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Lily Potter nee Evans.
Please message back as soon as you can.
Harry Potter.
Harry whistled for an owl to come, wrapped up the letter, writing Kingsley's name on it before the bird flew in. "Here." Harry told the owl, as it accepted the letter, soared through the window, and flapped out of sight in a matter of seconds.
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Kingsley Shacklebolt was just arriving in his office when he saw the owl that held a note in its beak waiting at the window.
Kingsley wondered whose owl it was before the familiar scrawl caught his attention. "Why is Potter writing me?" He asked himself, before opening the window as the owl soared in.
The Owl landed on the desk, dropped the letter, and flew out. Kingsley picked up the note and opened it. He read it once, twice, three times before it made any sense at all.
Six people from the dead had come back to life.
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